FLUELLEN That's a lie in thy throat. I charge you in hismajesty's name, apprehend him: he's a friend of theDuke Alencon's.

Enter WARWICK and GLOUCESTER

WARWICK How now, how now! what's the matter?

FLUELLEN My Lord of Warwick, here is--praised be God for it!--a most contagious treason come to light, lookyou, as you shall desire in a summer's day. Here ishis majesty.

Enter KING HENRY and EXETER

KING HENRY V How now! what's the matter?

FLUELLEN My liege, here is a villain and a traitor, that,look your grace, has struck the glove which yourmajesty is take out of the helmet of Alencon.

WILLIAMS My liege, this was my glove; here is the fellow ofit; and he that I gave it to in change promised towear it in his cap: I promised to strike him, if hedid: I met this man with my glove in his cap, and Ihave been as good as my word.

FLUELLEN Your majesty hear now, saving your majesty'smanhood, what an arrant, rascally, beggarly, lousyknave it is: I hope your majesty is pear metestimony and witness, and will avouchment, thatthis is the glove of Alencon, that your majesty isgive me; in your conscience, now?

FLUELLEN An please your majesty, let his neck answer for it,if there is any martial law in the world.

KING HENRY V How canst thou make me satisfaction?

WILLIAMS All offences, my lord, come from the heart: nevercame any from mine that might offend your majesty.

KING HENRY V It was ourself thou didst abuse.

WILLIAMS Your majesty came not like yourself: you appeared tome but as a common man; witness the night, yourgarments, your lowliness; and what your highnesssuffered under that shape, I beseech you take it foryour own fault and not mine: for had you been as Itook you for, I made no offence; therefore, Ibeseech your highness, pardon me.

KING HENRY V Here, uncle Exeter, fill this glove with crowns,And give it to this fellow. Keep it, fellow;And wear it for an honour in thy capTill I do challenge it. Give him the crowns:And, captain, you must needs be friends with him.

FLUELLEN By this day and this light, the fellow has mettleenough in his belly. Hold, there is twelve pencefor you; and I pray you to serve Got, and keep youout of prawls, and prabbles' and quarrels, anddissensions, and, I warrant you, it is the better for you.

WILLIAMS I will none of your money.

FLUELLEN It is with a good will; I can tell you, it willserve you to mend your shoes: come, wherefore shouldyou be so pashful? your shoes is not so good: 'tisa good silling, I warrant you, or I will change it.

Enter an English Herald

KING HENRY V Now, herald, are the dead number'd?

Herald Here is the number of the slaughter'd French.

KING HENRY V What prisoners of good sort are taken, uncle?

EXETER Charles Duke of Orleans, nephew to the king;John Duke of Bourbon, and Lord Bouciqualt:Of other lords and barons, knights and squires,Full fifteen hundred, besides common men.

KING HENRY V This note doth tell me of ten thousand FrenchThat in the field lie slain: of princes, in this number,And nobles bearing banners, there lie deadOne hundred twenty six: added to these,Of knights, esquires, and gallant gentlemen,Eight thousand and four hundred; of the which,Five hundred were but yesterday dubb'd knights:So that, in these ten thousand they have lost,There are but sixteen hundred mercenaries;The rest are princes, barons, lords, knights, squires,And gentlemen of blood and quality.The names of those their nobles that lie dead:Charles Delabreth, high constable of France;Jaques of Chatillon, admiral of France;The master of the cross-bows, Lord Rambures;Great Master of France, the brave Sir Guichard Dolphin,John Duke of Alencon, Anthony Duke of Brabant,The brother of the Duke of Burgundy,And Edward Duke of Bar: of lusty earls,Grandpre and Roussi, Fauconberg and Foix,Beaumont and Marle, Vaudemont and Lestrale.Here was a royal fellowship of death!Where is the number of our English dead?

Herald shews him another paper

Edward the Duke of York, the Earl of Suffolk,Sir Richard Ketly, Davy Gam, esquire:None else of name; and of all other menBut five and twenty. O God, thy arm was here;And not to us, but to thy arm alone,Ascribe we all! When, without stratagem,But in plain shock and even play of battle,Was ever known so great and little lossOn one part and on the other? Take it, God,For it is none but thine!

EXETER 'Tis wonderful!

KING HENRY V Come, go we in procession to the village.And be it death proclaimed through our hostTo boast of this or take the praise from GodWhich is his only.

FLUELLEN Is it not lawful, an please your majesty, to tellhow many is killed?

KING HENRY V Yes, captain; but with this acknowledgement,That God fought for us.

FLUELLEN Yes, my conscience, he did us great good.

KING HENRY V Do we all holy rites;Let there be sung 'Non nobis' and 'Te Deum;'The dead with charity enclosed in clay:And then to Calais; and to England then:Where ne'er from France arrived more happy men.